The Ultimate Student

Hey~~!

When Feng Feng’s fist slammed on Wang Wenliang’s arm, he directly slammed his arm and slammed it on his chest. Wang Wenliang’s eyes finally showed an incredible look, his eyes dying. It is like a dead fish that is exposed to the sun.

His chest was deeply sunk by the shot of Ji Feng, and his bones were broken. His appearance is like being a truck carrying more than ten tons of heavy goods, slamming at a very high speed, extremely terrifying!

A punch, only a punch, but Wang Wenliang, the master of the internal boxing, was defeated and seriously injured.

Wang Wenliang’s squinting eyes, his eyes are incredibly horrified, his mouth opened, and he said a word: “First, innate, how, how is it possible?!”

A young man of about twenty years old actually cultivated innate instinct, and Wang Wenliang couldn’t believe it. This is really subverting his cognition.

In Wang Wenliang’s impression, anyone who has cultivated innate instinct is at least a master who has been practicing for more than ten years. It takes more than ten years to practice innate instinct, which is enough to be said to be stunning. Genius!

Often the vast majority of people, who have practiced for decades, have developed innate instinct, and that has made them ecstatic.

However, how old is this young man? It’s only around twenty years old, this is impossible!

Wang Wenliang shook his head in a difficult way. Why didn’t he believe that this young man who was a few years younger than him really practiced innateness!

That is innate! Wang Wenliang is in a state of arrogance, even if it is an ordinary internal force, the average person will have to train for three years or so, not to mention the innate instinct.

How did this young man practice?

“Innately angry?” Ji Feng slowly stepped back, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he was quite puzzled and repeated: “What is innate anger?”

Wang Wenliang fell softly on the ground, a blood appeared in his mouth, and a painful expression appeared on his face. However, he did not feel the general, just muttered: "How can you practice?" It’s innate, this is impossible!”

"There is nothing impossible in this world!" Ji Feng shook his head slightly. "You think it's impossible. It's just that you have too little knowledge."

Many people think that there is no possibility of aliens, and it is even more impossible to have alien technology. However, in Ji Feng’s mind, there is a brain from the shape, how should this be explained?

If you say it, how many people will believe it? I am afraid that most people will regard his words as a neurological attack, and will never believe it.

It is precisely because of the existence of the brain that Ji Feng believes that there is really nothing in this world that is impossible. Even if someone tells him that the earth is square and the sky is round, Ji Feng will think this There is a certain possibility in saying something, and it will not be denied immediately.

Because the experience is different and the knowledge is different, the thinking is naturally different.

However, Ji Feng is more interested in the innate instinct of Wang Wenliang's mouth, what is it, it seems very powerful!

But looking at Wang Wenliang's current appearance, it is already seriously injured. It is extremely difficult to speak. I want him to tell himself that it is obviously not difficult. Ji Feng can only think secretly.

Ji Feng carefully recalled everything before, as if he had just punched himself from the beginning, Wang Wenliang showed a horrified look. When he was hit by himself, he said the words of innate truth.

Can it be said that he said that he has innate instinct, referring to ... bioelectric current? !

Like a flash of lightning across the mind, Ji Feng suddenly realized that when he punched himself, he habitually motivated the bioelectric current and applied it to his arms and fists. If Wang Wenliang’s innate instinct is really what he is using, Bioelectric currents are not without this possibility.

And apart from this, there is no other reasonable explanation.

"No wonder you dare to come alone, huh, huh... I, I am stupid, have a master of innate instinct, and I am able to compete?" Wang Wenliang lay on the ground, but regardless of his injury, he said, " I still naively thought that you just thought that you are a master of foreign art, but you can't think of it. You are a true ancient martial artist!"

Guwu practitioners are another new term, and Ji Feng has never heard of it.

He couldn't help but frown and spurred the bioelectric current, and suddenly the surrounding world's energy was slightly shaken.

Wang Wenliang suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Ji Feng with envy and fear.

Ji Feng understands that the innate instinct he said is indeed the biological current in his body.

He couldn't help but ask: "I said, this creature... is innate, is it true that it is really difficult to practice?"

Wang Wenliang nodded hard but could not speak.

Ji Feng asked again: "What do you mean by the ancient Wu practitioners? Is it the person who has the innate instinct, is called the ancient Wu practitioner?"

Wang Wenliang glanced at him with a weird look. He said with difficulty: "Do you think that it is innately irritating... Is it the kind of big road cargo that is really innate? One hundred ancient martial trainers, one who can cultivate innate instinct, is already very Not bad!"

"It turns out to be so strange!" Ji Feng couldn't help but be a little proud. The bioelectric current he learned in the training system turned out to be such a strange and innate instinct in the legend. It was really earned.

"The so-called ancient Wu practitioners are actually the warriors who practice ancient martial arts..." Wang Wenliang had a difficult opening, but just said two words, he couldn't help but cough up blood and couldn't say it anymore.

Ji Feng frowned and finally waved his hand and said: "Forget it, I am not going to kill you. I don't think you are hurting. Call yourself for help!"

Said, he touched Wang Wenliang's body, took out his mobile phone and put it in his hands.

"I will not help you to call, remember, you still owe me two punches, I will find a chance to come back!" Ji Feng pointed to Wang Wenliang, this realized that it is still in the dark, the other party simply sees Without his own movements, he could only shake his head slightly and give up.

Listening to the sound of the phone button coming from behind, Ji Feng walked out of the way, but his heart was secretly puzzled. In this world, there is really a legendary martial arts master. However, according to Wang Wenliang's statement, the vast majority of military personnel should be trained in the spirit of the day after tomorrow. Only a handful of real masters are trained to be innate.

Congenital... The day after tomorrow... Is there any difference?

Ji Feng couldn't help but shook his head slightly and shouted: "That is what he wants, and I just practice my gymnastics, it is enough!"

Ji Feng is not stupid. By practicing gymnastics, he can get the innate instinct that Wang Wenliang dreams of, and thus it can be explained how this set of gymnastics and the super agent training system in his mind are. Precious.

If you can train the gymnastics to the highest level... Ji Feng can't help but think of the two masters' confrontation that was seen in the light curtain of the system, punching a mountain with a punch, and the two can be called It’s flying, it’s the real master!

Ji Feng is not longing for the heart, and his eyes are full of excitement.

"This is not a white run, at least, I know that there are still martial arts masters in this world. At the same time, I also know the biological current in my body, which is the innate temperament that others have dreamed of, and the harvest is great!" Ji Feng said, "It seems that if there is no need in the future, you can't show the bioelectric current at will. If you are being shackled or pulled to do experimental mice, then you will be unlucky!"

Going to the yard, Ji Feng suddenly bent over and picked up a brick from the ground and threw it into the roof.

"Ah-!" A scream suddenly sounded, and then, the sound of the cymbal was uploaded from the roof. The next moment, a shadow fell, and fell heavily in the yard. After two struggles, there was no movement. .

Ji Feng just let go of his heart and strode away.

......

Jiangzhou First People's Hospital, outside the emergency room, Qiao Rong and Tian Guodong and another young man's face are very gloomy, next to them, is a man who is afraid and war-torn.

If Ji Feng is here, he will recognize at a glance that this man is the little leader who was almost killed by him.

Call ~!

Tian Guodong grabbed the little leader and said coldly: "Give me the original thing, if there is a little omission, I will tear you away!"

The little leader couldn’t help but shudder and said in a hurry: "Yes! This big brother, this is the case..."

He used the fastest speed to say what he knew, and he didn't dare to miss it. The murderousness of this man is too heavy. He doesn't want to be torn!

After listening to the little leader, Tian Guodong suddenly jumped a few times in the corner of his eyes and shouted: "What do you say, innate?"

"Yes!" The little boss immediately jumped and stuttered: "Wen, Mr. Wen said this, he and the person who wants to ambush, and then the younger brother heard him say what is innocent. Gas and the like..."

"Innate insult..." Tian Guodong's face changed indefinitely. After a long while, he slowly said what he could not believe: "Is Jifeng really innate?"

But immediately, he denied his guess: "No! Impossible! How old is he, how can he have innate instinct!"

"But, if it is not innate, how can Ji Feng play the text bright? Even if he played, how could he hurt him so much?!"

For a time, Tian Guodong was amazed, and there was a speculation in his heart that he did not want to believe... Ji Feng, may really have innate instinct!

If this is not the case, it is impossible for the little leader to know the word.

......

At this time, Ji Feng, but has already returned to the villa, he just wanted to sneak into it, and suddenly found that the lights in the living room are lit.

Xiao Yuxi and Tong Lei, sitting on the sofa in the living room, waiting for him!

Finished!

Ji Feng’s heart snorted, and he was wearing the jacket that was hit like a sieve. This time, it’s not going to pass!